The tyrant of Transylvania was terribly murdered
He was killed by his daughter with a holy dagger
There weren't burial, no priest, no holy water
The lifeless body was buried in the dark forest
His eternal dream was exhausted
He was by himself with the beasts
It was unworthy for the great emperor
His resting place was the damned horrible
Grave in the unholy black field
The forest was loud by the howling wolves
But after six days later
The full moon has arrived
Suddenly he felt a strange thing
Something has changed around him
The wolves gathered over his grave
They scraped out the grave where he was buried
Suddenly his finger moved
His breathing became moving
His eyes opened up and seen
Tame wolves were standing around him
At once he appeared in all the rooms of his castle
He waked up his daughter who died in deadly fear
Ever since every year, in every November
He waked up from his grave and haunt in Transylvania